Hard Target by Marquita Valentine Read Free Book Online

mouth with his. I plunge my tongue inside, intent on proving to him that I don’t need a man in charge of me, that I am fully aware of—
    The head of him hits my sweet spot and I moan into his mouth.
    “That’s it, love,” he whispers against my lips.
    Grabbing one of my hips, he starts to move faster, plunging his cock so deep inside of me that I can feel him all the way down to my toes. With a groan, he picks me up and walks us into the shower, leaning me against tiles warmed by the water.
    I reach for him, searching for his mouth while his hips move and make me lose my mind. Tightening my thighs around him, I hold on for dear life while he pounds into me. My senses are so heightened that every time our skin collides it feels as though he’s rubbing my clit.
    One of his hand coasts down my body, grabbing a butt cheek and angling me in such a way that I can’t help but burst apart. My orgasm turns me inside out and I think I chant his name and God’s a half dozen times before he joins me.
    A guttural sound leaves his mouth, the hand on my hip gripping me so tight that I know I’ll end up with a bruise. He lets his forehead fall to the wall, his chest heaving like he’s just run a mile.
    For no reason at all, or maybe for every reason, I burst into tears.
    His head jerks up, concern in his blue eyes. “Did I hurt you?”
    “No.”
    “Then what’s wrong?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “Everything will be okay.” He kisses me, tender, sweet kisses meant to soothe, even as I feel him grow hard again. “I promise.”
    I nod, kissing him as I attempt to talk. “I know. Sorta.”
    “How do you feel about no condom?” he asks.
    “I’ve just evaded death twice, I’m on the pill, and I know I don’t have anything,” I say and his eyes widen a little. “So, I feel like you would have to be as disease free as me.”
    “Brilliant.”
    Suddenly, he pulls out of me, turns me around, hoists up my ass, and plunges deep. I groan, spreading my legs and wanting more. Each plunge has me on my toes, digging my nails into the tiles as one hand holds me up and the other rubs my clit.
    I come apart in seconds while he pounds away mercilessly. He shoves deep one last time, then pulls out. Hot splashes hit my skin as he groans my name.
    He stays like that for a while, his body on mine as if in protection mode. He rubs my neck and shoulders, getting rid of knots that have to be the size of Texas.
    By the time he’s done, I can barely hold myself up, I’m so weak.
    My knees start to shake as he begins to wash me. He’s so tender that I’m not sure what to think, or maybe that’s my problem—I’m overthinking this. Obviously, we’re on the run. Obviously, I don’t know what I thought I knew about him. But I was attracted to him before this happened. I slept with him before this happened.
    And who knows what tomorrow will bring?
    I push him away and go down on my knees in front of him. “I never did thank you properly for saving me.”
    “You don’t have to thank me for that,” he says gruffly, his hand curving under my arm. It’s clear that he will pull me to my feet.
    “Not for that.”
    He cocks a brow.
    “Obviously, I’m thankful, but I’m talking about where you saved me from losing a bet.” I take his cock in my hands and lick the head.
    His lashes flutter close for a moment. “All this for a wager?”
    I give him a serious look. “They’re very nice shoes, Ben.”
    He laughs, then I take him into my mouth and his laughs turn into full on groans.

Chapter Six
    Benjamin
    A fter I prepare a meal for the two of us and we eat, I take Morgan to bed, but not to have sex. She’s exhausted and needs to sleep. While she’s been through a lot in her life, more than most, I’m not certain how she will feel tomorrow.
    Things got rather carried away in the shower.
    Brilliant move , I think. Pure fucking brilliance to have sex with her again. I need to keep my distance and not because there is something wrong with